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CHAPTER ".


HOW SIZE MADE HER FIRST FLIGHT.
TRIP watched the mill after this a
good deal; without discussing her plan
with any one, it became maturcd in her
brain. Fly She would, and that not
metaphorcally. like the Tottcnhams.
from poverty to wealth. from a kecpcr's
cottage to Il kings palace like the beg
gar maid-but bodily. also on the sails of
the mill. She was, rs already said, a
shrewd girl. and She saw that she must
not allow the miller 10 suspect she was
still set on her plan. Consequently, she
observed her opportunity on the sly.
She saw that the mill was stopped
when Joe went 10 his dinner, or when he
was adjusting the stones, without the
sails being furled. The drag was put on,
and the wings brought to a stop. Then,
when Joe returned To his work, or when
the stones were ready, the clog was
raised, and the arms began again to re-
volve This would be her occasion, and
for this she watched ami waited
Her scheme was "a follows She had "A
strong skipping rope with white handles,
striped yellow red and blue The cord
passed through these handles. and was
secured by a knot at each end. The cord
was new and good the handles solid.
She could trust her weight To the cord; it
would not break, however severely tested
by her
For several days Trip waited behind a
thorn hedge in the bean field, mhaling
the exquisite sweetness of the flowers. |
can never pass Il bean field without re-
calling the words of old Isaac: The
smell of my son Is as the smell of field
that the Lord hath blessed"
There is no sweetness like the fra,
GRANGE eXhalcd by beans-no, not that of
roses, heliotropcs, orange flowers
Trip sat behind the hedge. In the
shallow often grew abundant mint, in
gray flower, and here and there shot up
the pink spires of the willow herb.
When she crushed the mint it eNhalcd
scent, but only near the bruised leaves
and stalk, not sufficient to mingle with
and overcome the rich, delicate odor of
the bean,
Trip peered through the thorns at the
MILL whose sails were whirling, and the
whirr came to her through the thorns.
Now she saw the miller in his white jacket
and cap, with his white busted face at
the door calling 80 the boy. and the boy
answered, and brought donkey 10 The
foot of the mill.
Presently Joe end the man stopped the
mill. II was noon. Trip saw Joe stand
on the steps a. the mill door, with his
silver watch in his hand, big watch that
had belonged to hi, father. Then lac
signed to his man to follow, and they
walked toward the cottage.
Trips opportunity had come.
The space about the mill was clear
She left the bean field, entered the gate
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"The mill was nigh on grinding you"

"The mill was nigh on grinding you"
She stared at him.
What lovely child she was, with those
large dark eyes and that abundant fair
hair
"You be Off, and trespass here no
more, " he said
81 want fly" she said 81 am going
up on one of those great wings. Stop
them for me to climb on to one"
1t was now Jocs place to stand and
stare. The child's bright eyes were full
of cagcrness, the checks were flushed, and
her hair, almost white in the sun, blew
about her head in the wind like cotton
grass.
"You little donkey" was all he said
"go.n
Then he moved to 90 back to the mill
81 am going to fly" she said, rcsolute-
ly, 81 will go up"
Joe considered moment, then he went
into the weighing house under the mill,
and brought out a whip. do you see
this?'
eyes"
"What do use it fort"
"Driving donkeys."
every well, I'll use it on you, il you
don't 60"
"1'm not donkcy-I'm an angel,
mother says so, and angels fly. / am
going to fly"
She was composed, we'll assured he
would not strike her She was still look
ing at the sails.
"They go so fast, ." she said. at would
be fun going up on them almost into
heaven; anyhow higher than the top of
yon mill. I've often seen them, but never
been so close before. l don't care how
high / CO. l don't care how fast l go, so
long as go up"
eff you 90 up, down you come again.
eyes, but again up should CO."
1t was not possible to convince the child.
Joe could not leave the mill longer, the
bell was tangling to tell that the hopper
was empty. lie dare not let her remain
where she was lest she should step where
the revolving wings might strike her, and
one touch of those mighty rushing arms
would beat the little, bounding, happy,
eager life out of her.
lie had in his pocket piece of stout
Irvine. Without another word he drew
her to the steps, bound her hands together
at the wrists, and fastened her firmly to
the rail. Then without speaking, but
with a grim look out of his gray eyes, and
n frown and n shake of the head, he we 1t
After n while he returned. He had
done what was necessary for a while, and
resolved to release the girl. He had given
her lesson, and he hoped she would
profit by it, and never again come near
the mill.
She was not crying. She was sitting
on the step with her hands over her head,
fast to the rail, and her face peering be
tween her arms at the revolving sails.
''Now, then" said Joe Western, edo
you see? 1t is foolery. Ifyou held to the
bar of sail rs it went up, you'd be flung
head over heels coming down, let 90, and
be dashed to pieces Is that sensef"
81 see that"
"Well; are you satisfied Co."
He united her hands.
I'm not satisfied yet. I must think;
perhaps yet it may be done"
Glow SOP sneeringly.
81 don't know. | must think"
Then she ran n little way, turned, cour-
tested with outspread skirts, laughed, and
said; Though you look cross, you are
too floury to be bad l forgive you, dull
Joe Miller"
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CHAPTER III.
HOW SHE GOT A WHISTLE.

iph SilE NoI a Wills LIZ.
THREE days after this visit to the mill
Trip was again at the gate looking at it.
The wings were stationary, there was alb
solutely no wind. There was no work
for the miller in the mill Trip knew
this, and knew that now her time had
come for observing and measuring herself
by the skeleton sails. So she opened the
gate and went ill., boldly crossed the
magic circle, and stepped up to the
wings. The clog was on Even had a
breeze blown they would have only
creaked and heaved little, but would
not have swung about. Moreover, the
sails were rcefed. The air, if it stirred,
would pass through the wings. They
were mere frames.
AS Trip stood studying them Joe per
ceived her. He was working in his
garden. He was bent over his work,
hoeing or banking up potatoes. He saw
her from under the willows before they
broke into a spray of red and yellow
osier. He watched her figure for some
time as she walked about the wing
neareyt the ground and climbed on to the
first rib
Then he pshawed! and growled ont a
word of annoyance, That child was be-
coming a nuisance. Sho would infest
the mill like a mouse. She would inter
fere with his work. She would run into
danger. She must be forced to leave him
in peace.
So he stood up, walked to the osier
fringe, parted the glossy stems, and
called Little Tu'pennyr'
She did not seem to hear him.
II say-Twopenny Rate!'
No notice.
"Hey, there Colman's Mustardr'
She turned away toward the steps
without seeming to hear him.
"Miss Triptolema Yellowleaf Redfern. ~
She was round at once, and came
bounding over the turf with outspread
arms, like Swimming bird, her fair hair
blown back as she ran. Eyes Mr.. Wes-
term
"Come here" he called. "Not that
way, You cannot jump the ditch, Round
the gate in the road"
"Hold out your arm.
She leaped the moat; but if he had not
caught her she would have slipped back,
repealed by the spring like willow rods,
and fallen into the water
He drew her through the bushes. She
was laughing, rosy, smiling.
What are you doing here, Joe'" she
asked.
Working, Miss Triptolcma.
Working oh, that is too bad. The
day is fine there is no wind, You should
take holiday"
81 never have holidays
81 intend to have nothing else"
"Why are you not at SCHOOL," asked
the miller.
because have left school The mas
ter called me names, so mother has taken
me away"
Eyes; he must learn lesson. He will
lose penny n week. You also, must
teach You lesson; you also called me
names.n
1.-THE best lesson will be to stay away.
You must not come here any more bother
ing me, "
''Do those white butterflies bother
yout' asked Trip, pointing to pair hut-
tering over the cabbagcs.
"Do they note They are my greatest
plague They eat out the very hearts of
my pants"
"Order them away. They will not 60
IL is their nature TO dance about your
garden. You may order me away; but
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ooh, Joe Miller, I've been up"

wi, JOG WHIETi 7 W UVVH up
"Little Tu'penny," she heard him say;
"let this be your last attempt Mt nying.W
That evening his mother said TO him
"Joe, whatever ails your How your
hand shakes. What is it? 1t shakes like
the linking box"
owe had scare, mother" he replied
but gave no explanation.
Afterward through the man, she heard
how he had seen the child attached TO tho
sail, how he had put on the dray and
stopped the mill, and how he had caught
her before she fell.
" | dare say that is what made him
shake So" said the widow. "Why his
hand shook like the mixing box
"Ahp' answered the man, 'it was "a
sort of damsel that made it shake"
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CHAPTER V.
HOW SHE WAS SPOILED.


The incidents recorded in the last chap
ter were the beginning of a friendly in
timacy between ice and Little Tu'penny.
Indeed, Joe was the only person from
whom Miss Triptolema Ycllowleaf Red
fern would endure to be called by this
nickname.
1t was curious fact that Joe so re-
served and unsociabe with his fellows,
unbent to the girl. He did not grudge
talk with her, or the time spent in her So
ciety; he learned even to smile at her
odd and audacious remarks. lie even
encouraged her to visit the mill. He
knew that she got harm at home He
knew that she had alienatcd the girls Of
her own age, her former associates, by
her conecit, and he hoped to be able to
supply some little check to the mischief
which was going on. When the sails
were in full swing, and Trip was being
made giddy he had put on the drag and
saved her; perhaps now he might do
something of the sort morally. l do not
know that he thought this all out for
himself, but dim sense of pity for the
child filed him, and u desire to bcfriend
and better her was like warm spark in
his heart.
One evening his mother said to him, in
reference to Trip, who had been into the
cottage TO beg for bread and honey, ut
is a bad lookout for the little lass. With
careless father and n foolish mother,
she will go utterly to the bad in the end.
see it all before me. Itcannot be other
AS you bend plant so it will grow.
What are you signing about JoeT'
"Sighing, mother? I'm blowing the
flower out of my lungs"
Next day he was not in his usual
amiable frame of mind when the girl APP
peared in the mill door, lovely appari.
ton, dark against the brilliant sky be-
hind, standing on one leg, with hand
on each doorpost. looking in and sin .-inp
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TU'PENNY.
BY S. BARRING GOULD.
CHAPTER |.

are tiled with if tho worry SVu1lOwS'
nests undor tho oo,oe oro ,no1dod ont of
a.. vail n,,,,. ,,,,1, a,.1 ,.,,,,. ,,,,,,.,
~ "'iN 'iois .ir io''s, anu !o"i Doo''
~fe cioggeu with NJ walk as glhgerly aS
you Will, you are despatched with 1t.
Within 20 or so miles Of London occurs
tract OF Hat clay land, OF fields of cab
pages and beans and corn, surrounded by
stunted thorn hedges, with here and
Shere brick and tile yard some worked,
others deserted; the old brick fields con-
verted into ragged sloppy depressions,
Into which Is cast all the refuse from the
0elghborhood There stand pools of
stagnant water, fringed with coarse
grass, and the banks sparsely producing
900, daisies and yellow tansies.
The road here runs straight rs though
pnade by the ola Romans, or as french
road engineered under the first Napoleon.
Beside this road is gate, opening into
waste piece of ground slightly raised
above the surrounding surface, and on
this patch of waste land stands wind
mill
The whole OF the mill, hullt OF wood,
Is painted white, white as the flour that
Is ground in it.
Half mile off runs the wall of park.
That wall marks the limit of London clay
ana the beginning OF gravel marks, where
oeans emu anu trees commence, Wnere
the plow ceases 10 run It's 1urrow, and
xhe COW and the sheep and even the deer
run Instead.
In the mill worked Joe Western, con-
sidered surly, because a silent, man,
but certainly ungenial and unsociable-a
good deal of London clay in his compost
ton apparently.
IN the park lived Dick Redfern, the
Keeper, his wife, and only child Trip. 1t
IS waste OF words to say that Iriptolema,
oelng an only chlld was spoiled. But
then-was there not an excuse for it? An
excuse to be found in the appearance and
ways OF the child. Where an ugly, i'll
conditioned little girl is pampered and
petted, we see at once that the parents
are blameworthy; but when the girl is
pretty and winsome, skillful in working
her way into the hardest heart, as the
wood worm borcs into the most obdurate
oak, then we allow that the parents are
exousable.
How did the girl come by the name
Trptolema: Worse-iniinltely worse
her entire Christian name was Triptolema
1ellowley, or to be more exact, Yellow
leaf. She got her name in the following
manner.
Mrs. Redfcrn' the Keepers wife, had
been lady mald at the nall to the Misses
Tottcnh"m, W hen there she had on one
occasion been much impressed with hear
ing the name of Trptolemus 1ellowley
frequently mentioned by the young Ia
dies, who had been reading Sir Walter
Scotts pirate.
Their lady's maid heard the name, i'll
remembered it. though treasurng in her
mind the general sound of the name
which she thought very fine; and when
She had married the keeper and became
the mother Of little girl. Richard"
said She to her husband, "shc shall be
called Triptolcma GclloWleaf. and no OBJ
lection on your part will be Of the small
est weight with me-
ITS queer name.
"QHrrr it may be. Richard" said his
wife; "but it is a name that Sir Walter
Scott Bart. did not blush to use: and
what "A Bart, is not ashamed of, don't
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gro be continltcd>


says a scientific exchange. from pulp, con
ssting of one part vegetable nhre, two parts
ashes os, one-tenth part hlraX, and Ouc-ntth
part alum" II is Il pity tnat such facts as the
one following cannot he written, printed OF
or otherwise reserved npOn some SORT of in
destructlblo paper. My wife suffered seven
years and was bed ridden, too said W. f.
Huestis, of Emporia. Kansas, "a numher OF
physicians failed TO help her DR. Pierce's
Golden Medical Discovery cured her" All
druggists sell this remedy Everybody ought
10 keep il. IL only needs u tria'.
-"Weally, Miss Fanny" said young Puzzle
top, when see you my emotions are such
that | grow weak and gddy and my heart
viii you|wiii YOU Get You the CELERY
COMPoUND, Mr.. Fuszletop? with pleasure.
II is said to be excellent when the sy mptOms
are Ike yours.
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nd Warrington Territory.

and Washington Territory.
This law allows the sale OF lands
obviously united for agricultural
purposes ct . minimum price OF
q 50 per acre. in tracts Of not 70
exceed 100 acres, to any one per-
con or association.
The Commissioner Of the General
Land Office. in the case OF Isabel
Duryea, involving an entry OF land
in the Humboldt District OF Cali
fornia, decided that the law did not
contemplate married women -
separate from their husbands in
such entries. and that but one entry
BY the heads Of the family could b
allowed.
The Secretary revsrses this Dc
cision, and allows . married woman
to make entry. on the ground that
she acts - femme cosueTse e mar
ried woman in making the pur-
chase.
In entering farming lands. the
residence and cultivation must con-
tinus Eve years, unless the settler
was . soldier or sailor in the late
war. Or il he prefers. the settler
can pay for his land, ~ ct private
entry. after nix months residence
and cultivation.
We believe We lave given Ill
necessary information on the sub
jec. in this article. and will close
with the statement that there arc
many thousands Of acres Of Gov
eminent lancs in this parish open
for settlement under the Home
stead Laws.
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1887-07-23

Nra Olivier, ono OF New Or
leans most estimable ladies', &C
companied BY her two daughters
and her nieos. Mics Belly. i spend
ing some time in Covington. Her
son-in-law, Mr. e. p. White, with
the Carondelet street cotton firm oil
John I. Hardie 4 Co., il here also
with his wife. The length Of Biz
stay - uncsrtain.
In Chapman and her two
daughtsrs. Of St Louis. Mo-: hav-
ing spent the past winter in New
Orleans. where they found the eli
mate very beneficial and pleasant.
decided to spend . portion Of the
hot season aoross tho Lake, and
are now enjoying the hsalthfnl At
mosphsrs Of our 6ns groves and
surrounding pine landa
Mr.. and Mrs w. ]. Hamilton,
late Of Mobile. but more recently Of
New Orleans. are also here. seeking
the rseuperativs benefits Of The 6ns
mineral springs and the tonic Of The
invigorating pine air Of the 81.
Tammany hills.
An the above-pamed ladies and
gentlemen ars staying at The Bank
Hotel il Covington.
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Tag DIYFEREMcx-A number Of
Mississippi editors. who presume
bly, wanted to fight. have had them
selves put under heavy bonds to
keep the peacs. Il 10 different in
Louisiana. Mr.. Moses Fort, editor
Of the Tribune, and Mr.. E. Boyle,
editor Of tho Monitor. two papers
published ct Minden, in this State,
settled their differences last Mon
day on the field Of honor" They
fought not like cooks, with carv-
ing knives" but both bore arms-
the same that nature gave them,
with big fists fastened to the ends.
Boyle tried to ''hold the Fort" mp
by the scalp-lock, bot Fort declared
that he would not succnmb to such
q little thing az . Boyle. They
pounded each other till both were
exhausted, both satisfied, and NO.
body hurt mnch. That settled it.
This 10 better than going cunning
for each other, Tor in nine cases out
Of ten the best shot il not the best
man
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1887-07-23

Rev. Thomas r. Markham, Of
New Orleans. has been spending .
few days this week with friends in
Madisonville. Covington and Abita
Springs. DR.. Markham has for
many years been . great favorite
with the people Of Covingtor. where
he has many warm friends On
last Tuesday night he preached IN
interesting sermon in the Presby-
terrain Church here to . large CON-
gregation. Aside from his popu-
larity in the pulpit. Is an exponent
Of truth. his genial manners always
endear him to al who have the
pleasure Of knowing him person
ally. During bis stay hero be was
the guest Of Mrs. Rothenbilder.
who is . member Of his church in
New Orleans
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EXCITEMENT ON THE NEW
CAMILLA.

Investigation into the facts con-
nected with the explosion on board
the Lake steamer New Cxmelia.
last Sunday evening, develops the
following:
II seems that several Of the ex-
cursionists had procured small cans
of red and blue FIRE. for the purpose
Of illuminating the boat - she ap-
preached the landing 1t MilnsbuIg
on he return iri b
The cans had been put in What
was considered . sale place and no
further attention paid to them.
Az tina New Camelia neared the
wharf the whole boat Was suddenly
lighted mp with . brilliant fire. and
It was Immediately discovered that
the cans. by some unknown msans.
had been ignited and were burning
iercely. At 6rst there Was some
CONSERVATION and confusion among
the 800 passengers on board. but
the oficers were % quick in their
actions that BY simply throwing .
piece Of CARPET and . mattress upon
The burning powder, it was imms-
diately smothsrsd. No damage
was done 10 the boat, and the ex-
element, which for . moment
promised 10 be . panic. quietly
subsided.
The passengers concur in giving
the officers Of the boat great praise
for the cool and Intelligent manner
in which they acted.-N. O. Chron-
icle.
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Thousands Of people have ruc-
cumbed to the beat in the North.
Eas. and West. during the past
week. and several hundred have
died Of sunstroke. The tbermome-
ter up there. last Sunday and Mon
day. ranged from 100 to lO8 in the
shade. II You want to keep cool.
come South in tho summer and 60
North In the winter.
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MAKE Hay WHILE THE SUN
SHINES.
HINTS on CUTTING AND CU2IN0-rHR
DANGER OF "srEAMlN0."

Hay that 10 raked and bunchsd
up early in the afternoon. while it
10 bot, will b cured more the next
morning than that which 10 left till
the air grows damp aud the dew
begins 70 fall. Do your raking
soon after dinner, and the getting
in later when it 10 not 90 hot.
Hay that 10 ~ 10 opened may be
opened - soon - the dew u OF
the grass.
Some men wait for the ground
to get hot, but the same heat that
would not affect the ground would
be drying the hay il It Was spread
out.
Never stop moving for dull
weather till you get - much down
- you can handle when it clears
Of. Rain will not hurt grass till it
willis.
II hay has to stand in the bunch
through . long. dull spell, build it
over. . cock ct . time. aud let the
air through it. aud put the portion
on top that has been on the ground.
At night 10 the time 10 judge Of
the weather. II il looks promising.
then never stop for fog or clouds in
the morning; they will blow over.
Dew does bat little damage to
hay in any stage Of dryness. II
briogs some of the juices to the
surface and changes the color; it
also makes it smell swester. and
cattle will often est hay better that
has been vet with dew OF . slight
shower.
Nyou cannot 60: hay raked BE-
fore the dew bsgins 10 fall. let il
lie. II the weather looks right.
make bay while the sun shines. "
Dry it before you put It in.
Stsa,ning in the NOV will damage
it more than getting vet in the
6sld il it 10 properly put mp. Az
old iarmsrs rule. aud Que that -
probably reliable. 70 toll when
hay - dry enough 10 pat in the
barn. 10 70 test il With the thumb
nail Ifths bark cannot bs scraped
from the stalk. il 10 sale 70 pat Il
ia.-N 7. Asrel&.
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1887-07-23

Rev. Father Rouquette died in
New Orleans on Friday. the 18th
inst. aged a years. For many
years. and Up to the time Of his
death. he was The prieet and in
structor Of The Choctaw Indiana, 10
this parish, whom be made his
special charge He was born in
New Orleans and educated in
Paris. France, and enjoyed . world.
vide reputation both in scclesiati-
cal and literary circles.
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1887-07-23

Remaining in the Covington ia
Postof6ce. Friday. July ~. 1857.
Bell George II
Bruhl G Mrs
Grow John
Carpenter ] D
Disz Elijah Miss
Ewing Mary Mrs
Ferran J Nine
Hincklsy R A llrs
Mcintyre John E
Moran w Mrs
1anpsssant Clemsnce Mile
NcLain Malcolm
lfcLain Neal
Hinton Annie. care Of D 81
Mason. Jr. 2
O'NeiI Mrs
Rogers II F Miss
Reagan Addie
Thomas Joseph
Wheat Emma L
voss Bertha
Psrsons calling for the came viii
please say advertised:
II not called for in thirty days
from date. the above letters will 10
sent to the Dead Letter Omcs.
The POstof6ce will be open, on
Sunday, from z 80 to 8 O'Clock \. II.
CHAa HKlxrz, p. II.
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THEIR LOVE FOR LIQUOR.

yea said . Kentuckian who
had been in the far West. Indians
are powerful fond Of wbieky. Let
'esa once get the taste Of whisky an
they'll give up everything for il.
An old chief out II Western Da-
kota offered me- . pony. saddle.
bride. blanket, and I don't know
wbat elss. for . pint Of whisky /
had with me-
And y01 wouldn't give it to
himps
'.Not much. That was the last
pint / had lelk But it shows how
toad lndians ~ q Whisky.-E<.